Freak (feat. Latto) - Baby Drill

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up! I'ma put it in my face if the pussy taste like water (yeah) I just popped a Perc', I'm tryna put dick on your daughter She up in another state so I gave that bitch a charter She don't wanna make no love, she want me to fuck her harder, yeah Slapped her on the ass, gave her five just like The Carters She said she don't suck no dick, I told her get that shit in order Give me yo' name and yo' number, tryna see, can I come smash that? (come smash that?) Only on your trail 'cause you cute and your ass fat My lil' freak (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) My lil' freak, my lil' freak, my lil' freak bitch (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) My lil' freak, my lil' freak, my lil' freak (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) My lil' freak, my lil' freak, my lil' freak bitch (yeah, Big Latto) My lil' freak, my lil' freak, my lil' freak (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah, he want a freaky girl Well, come to Latto World (Latto) Say he don't eat pussy but I ain't them other girls (hell nah) Hit from the back, he pull my tracks out when he grab them curls (mm) This pussy talk VVS, big diamonds, and pearls He like 'em nasty, hood bitch, but she classy (freak) "Is that pussy mine?" My favorite thing that he asked me (yuh) Bitch, I got yo' favorite rapper tryna Birkin bag me (yuh) And I drive 'em crazy, love it when I call him "daddy" (uh) My lil' freak (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) My lil' freak, my lil' freak, my lil' freak bitch (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, freaky) My lil' freak, my lil' freak, my lil' freak (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) My lil' freak, my lil' freak, my lil' freak bitch (Big Petty, yeah) My lil' freak, my lil' freak, my lil' freak (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) He can't talk at the moment, got this pussy in his mouth Gotta make 'em strap it up 'cause he said he can't pull it out He send that money by the tens, get him, fuck me in his Benz I love it when he tell me kiss him while I'm dripping from his chin Petty is the bitch, now it's levels to this shit Know this pussy made of gold, need a medal for this bitch Got the bag so it's lit If it's big, drive it stick Silly rabbit, he like it when I do tricks on the dick My lil' freak (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) My lil' freak, my lil' freak, my lil' freak bitch (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, freak) My lil' freak, my lil' freak, my lil' freak (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) My lil' freak, my lil' freak, my lil' freak bitch (yeah) My lil' freak, my lil' freak, my lil' freak (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

'Cause anywhere I go I'm spotted (for real and that's no question) And anything I want I got it (no frontin' and no guessin') 5'5" with brown eyes (caramel complexion) Smile like the sunrise (body like heaven) Look, I met baby a week ago and I ain't care 'bout who she know (no) I got secrets and I can't keep it, I think you should know (no) 5'5" and she too fine (yeah) I got options but, baby, you mine I can't wait to tell her that I love her You know I love it when she f- me Way she f- me, got me feeling like she mean it I know she an angel, catch them angles when we f-, I'ma f- her When I f- her, I'ma do it like a demon Elevator took way too long, I'ma put her on top (on top) This her favorite song when the song drop, got her on lock Baby got her own Glock (own Glock) I'ma buy her stones, rocks Diamonds 'cause she a dime and she own lots And the better part about it, got her own spot Snitch on me, she know not Play around and she gon' pop It was writ' in Rosetta, she own every letter Audemars for the A and B for doing better I met baby a week ago and I ain't care 'bout who she know (no) I got secrets and I can't keep it, I think you should know (no) 5'5" and she too fine (yeah) I got options but, baby, you mine I can't wait to tell her that I love her You know I love it when she f- me Way she f- me, got me feeling like she mean it I know she an angel Catch them angles when we f-, I'ma f-her (big Latto) When I f- her, I'ma do it like a demon I tote my own Glock, VVS, my stone pop Street- and my Birkin hold my n- guap G5 flights, we fly private, pack my n- chop In love with a stepper so don't make me send a n- drop I can't wait to get home, when I f- ya, I'ma f- ya in a Rover We got options, I might f- you in a Demon (skrr, skrr) Rap bitch, but he got me singing, six foot, he swinging I might let you bring a b- and double team it, I mean it Look, I met baby a week ago and I ain't care 'bout who she know (no) I got secrets and I can't keep it, I think you should know (no) 5'5" and she too fine (yeah) I got options but, baby, you mine I can't wait to tell her that I love her You know I love it when she f- me Way she f- me, got me feeling like she mean it I know she an angel, catch them angles when we f-, I'ma f- her When I f- her, I'ma do it like a demon Put baby inside a new drop I'ma buy a new watch (new watch) She know I'm her n- and she know that you not Credible for that new spot (new spot), I got her (yeah) And she ain't worried 'bout sh- 'cause you know I'm a top shotta Bring her to the hood, she know she f- with a G Everything she done seen, know to keep it lowkey And she don't spend a dime, everything been on me If he gassed up, he on E If he gassed up, he on E Look, I met baby a week ago and I ain't care 'bout who she know (no) I got secrets and I can't keep it, I think you should know (no) 5'5" and she too fine (yeah) I got options but, baby, you mine I can't wait to tell her that I love her You know I love it when she f- me Way she f- me, got me feeling like she mean it I know she an angel, catch them angles when we f-, I'ma f- her When I f- her, I'ma do it like a demon

Southside shit Man these hoes be broke as hell Cap ass bitches Still stay with they momma, grown as hell, get yo' a- Get up off, get up off yo' ass Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Bad bitch four pockets full, got him calling me his little baby (brrr) Ride it good, drive a nigga crazy For eight miles like Slim Shady (skrrt) Full throttle, bitch, I'm never lazy (skrrt) Now he underwater like he in the Navy (ay) Ex nigga drop the diss on me, I'd be mad too if my bitch made me (ha) I'm a real ass bitch (bitch) These hoes ain't on shit, but dick (dick) Wonder why they call me Latto Every nigga in this city wanna hit, yeah (uh) Fuck a one on one, all my dogs gon' fight with me Michael Vick, yeah When my ex lame ass get mad He threaten me to leak the flick (hahaha) Fuck it, ay, I got more in the bank than they whole budget (yeah) If that bitch ain't loyal, I'ma kick her out the group, LeToya Luckett (ay, fuck) Still single 'cause I got my own, I refuse to be a nigga puppet (fuck) Bitches claim the hood, really from the Boondocks, that's Uncle Ruckus (hahaha) Ay, I can't break bitch, I won't even bend (nah) Check the peep hole 'fore you let him in (yeah) If he broke, don't you let that nigga hit (nah) Usain Bolt, have him run up in yo' shit (brrr) You ain't the boss, selling dimes and nicks (what?) Off White on me, like I'm moving bricks (ay) I'm from Clayco, Southside shit, 5'6", so slim thick (Southside, ay) Ay, I'll get a nigga wiped down like Boosie (Boosie) Ay, I was 16 when I touched 6 figures, I ain't no groupie (on god) Been doing this shit, I been a rich kid, no Skooly (on god) Ay, twelve got these niggas wearing wires, y'all rat ass can't fool me (dummie, da fuck) Hol' up dog, I think the phone tapped (what?) If I don't know you, we ain't gon' dap (the what?) He just text me in all caps (ay, ay) Hurry home, so I can hit from the back (yeet) Bitches whack, nah, they can't really rap (hell nah) It ain't in the trunk, it's on my lap (brrr) Turn a street nigga to a sap (fuck) Finesse a rich nigga like Baps (aha) I watch 'em change on me like quarters, they two-faced (they fake ass) She keep my name in her mouth more than her toothpaste (man da fuck) Ran down had that bitch shook like Old Bay (oh she shook) New bae can't even keep his eyes off me like 2K I'm runnin' circles round these rap hoes, like Nascar (skrrt) I like trappers and jackers (brrr) I don't even reply to DMs from rap stars (fuck, grrra) Really got that super soaker, he don't gotta spit start (what?) No key, that's push start (skrrt) Net worth going up, I'm getting more paper than a bookmark Little bitch (brrr) Southside shit Man these hoes be broke as hell, cap ass bitches Still stay with they mama, grown as hell, bitch get yo' a- Get up off, get up off yo' ass

We are the lost We are the sacred Baffled by the way she screams Shattered hearts and bursting seams Life is full of expectations never to be met Singing songs of thankfulness could never be enough Shifty eyes, the fakest grins, shall I do the honors? I turn my head thinking about this side of you Oh, for my sanity I really need a brake But I can't take the time away This need is way too great Will I let the world destroy me? We are the lost We are the sick We are the sacred We are the sacred We accept you For everything you are We accept you For everything you are We beat ourselves down And never think twice about judging or hating Well, isn't that nice? Cruel and filled with trials, a lifetime it seems They would turn around and spit in your face I'm lost and I feel sick, well that's just too bad I'd say it's time to talk but I'm just not ready You might feel sorry For a simple minded soul But what baby wants, baby gets We are the lost We are the sick We are the sacred We are the sacred We accept you For everything you are We accept you For everything you are I'll find a chair, stand and tell you how it is Reminders for the past demand, never let it go You fall short of being where you'd hope to be We are the lost We are the sick We are the sacred We are the sacred We are the lost We are the sacred We are the sick We are the sacred

We are the lost We are the sacred Baffled by the way she screams Shattered hearts and bursting seams Life is full of expectations never to be met Singing songs of thankfulness could never be enough Shifty eyes, the fakest grins, shall I do the honors? I turn my head thinking about this side of you Oh, for my sanity I really need a brake But I can't take the time away This need is way too great Will I let the world destroy me? We are the lost We are the sick We are the sacred We are the sacred We accept you For everything you are We accept you For everything you are We beat ourselves down And never think twice about judging or hating Well, isn't that nice? Cruel and filled with trials, a lifetime it seems They would turn around and spit in your face I'm lost and I feel sick, well that's just too bad I'd say it's time to talk but I'm just not ready You might feel sorry For a simple minded soul But what baby wants, baby gets We are the lost We are the sick We are the sacred We are the sacred We accept you For everything you are We accept you For everything you are I'll find a chair, stand and tell you how it is Reminders for the past demand, never let it go You fall short of being where you'd hope to be We are the lost We are the sick We are the sacred We are the sacred We are the lost We are the sacred We are the sick We are the sacred